Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Haiti and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Grauzone to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Pus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
Boz Scaggs,
Dawn Penn,
Morten Harket,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
T. Rex,
New York Dolls,
Mandrill,
Sunsets and Hearts,
F. McDonald,
These Immortal Souls,
Duran Duran,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Basic Channel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
The Happenings,
Fat Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Smog,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
Howard Jones,
Public Enemy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Flag,
The Residents,
Unrelated Segments,
David Axelrod,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gap Band,
Monks,
Black Bananas,
Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Görl,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Steve Hackett,
Negative Approach,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Judy Mowatt,
Crime,
Crash Course in Science,
R.M.O.,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.